that night Jonathan22-03-2013 | 11:25:31 | 1 Comment

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That night,that dreadful dreadful night when I was separated from my parents and separated from the world.
I got home but there was know-one to greet me.So I decided to have a bath because it cleared my head. The tiles were orange and mysterious thoughts kept coming into my head about what had happened to my parents.
I went outside to get some fresh air and a black cat crossed my path. Then i ran home. My parents were there but they were crying. then some people came in and took them away.that is my story.

One Response to “that night Jonathan”

  1. Jonathan

    What a mysterious piece… I wonder what had happened to your parents and even though you have explained that they were crying, I would love to know more.

    Next time, perhaps leave it open ended instead of saying ‘that is my story’ as it rushes the ending.

    Mrs Darling

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